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Do not own Holes. Cannot make proper sentences. Brain hurts.
Alice skidded into her tent breathing hard and looking manic.
"Uh… hello, Alice. Recently ran a marathon?" Giorgio asked.
"X-Ray knows!" Alice blurted out.
"He knows what?"
"How to woo our fair Alice?" Adrienne smiled wide.
"He knows."
"He knows what?"
"I was actually kidding about the wooing thing. You don't have to get all apprehensive about it."
"You don't understand the seriousness of this! He knows!"
"He knows what!"
"I understand the seriousness, but I don't understand the situation."
"HE KNOWS!"
"WHAT DOES HE KNOW?"
"I think we are kind of having a run around here."
Gina burst into the tent with the same manic look.
Alice turned to her, "Oh thank god."
"WHERE IS MR. SIR IN A BIKINI?" Gina yelped.
The tent became silent as every eyebrow raised. Greg inched toward his gun, but Tap slapped his hand.
"Will someone kindly blind me before Mr. Sir in a bikini is found?" Adrienne said silently.
"Gina, X-Ray knows," Alice restated.
"X-Ray doesn't know! I just ran by him, and I still don't have Mr. Sir in a bikini," Gina stomped her feet in irritation.
"You aren't ever going to have Mr. Sir in a bikini," Trixie commented.
"No, not about that! He knows about us! He knows that we are faking!" Alice yelled.
"Ooh, that's no good," Giorgio frowned.
Gina froze, obviously thinking, "Well, I guess we have to kill him then."
"No!" Alice said immediately. Everyone stared at her for her abrupt outburst. "That might cause more suspicion, you know."
"Right," Juliana narrowed her eyes, and Adrienne laughed.
"He must have rigged our tent with cameras," Tap shrugged. "That's the only way he can know."
"Shut up, loony bin. All right, we have to step this up! Giorgio, Adrienne, I want you two to make out in the wreck room. Tap, I want you to start something on fire. Alice, do an impromptu rap. Trixie, say something stupid. Greg, hit on Caveman."
"What?" Greg's eyebrows nearly disappeared in his hairline.
"Why would he do that? Caveman isn't gay," Giorgio asked.
"Caveman is the most feminine of the group," Gina said matter-of-factly. "Have you seen his dainty little hands?"
"This is it! I'm not doing any of this anymore! I refuse to be humiliated this way!" Greg stood up, raising his fist in protest.
"Yeah, and plus, gay guys don't hit on guys who aren't gay. It's just like a girl won't hit on a guy who obviously isn't interested," Giorgio added.
"That's not always true," Trixie smiled. "Look at Juliana and Magnet."
"Hey! I haven't been flirting with him!" Juliana broke in.
"Oh, but you want to, but he is not having it."
"Shut up, Trixie!"
"You shut up, Juliana."
"Both of you shut up. You aren't saying anything of substance anyway!" Gina yelped. "Okay, Giorgio, Adrienne get started on that making out. The rest of you, do what I say. Juliana, find Mr. Sir in a bikini."
With that, Gina swooped out. Adrienne looked over at Giorgio.
"Well, let's get this over with then," Adrienne said, taking his hand and leading him out of the tent.
"Oh goody! My first girl kiss!" Giorgio smiled.
"Why don't I get a mission?" Juliana frowned as she followed the others out of the tent.
Alice didn't respond as she was writing a rap down. Juliana nudged her in the shoulder, and she swatted her away. Greg gave Juliana a sour look.
"Don't look at me like that!" Juliana snapped.
Greg retorted, "I will look at you however I damn well please!"
"What is with you, Greggy? You were so sweet before and now you are a total bitch," Trixie slung her arms around Greg's shoulders, which made him smile wide.
"I'll always be sweet for you, Trixie," he answered.
"Ew, gag," Juliana rolled her eyes and ran forward to Adrienne, who was discussing where Giorgio's hands were off limits.
"You can have them on the thigh, but I don't want any hands on or near my chest," she told him matter of factly.
"Look, I have no interest to feel you up, Adrienne. I want your hands to steer clear of my lower section, all right?" Giorgio answered, slightly perturbed.
"Agreed then."
"Agreed."
"So, Adrienne, did you send a letter to Cecil?" Juliana asked, wanting to be involved in the conversation.
Alice instantly started laughing, "Heh, Cecil."
Adrienne rolled her eyes, "No, I have not sent a letter to him."
"And why is that? Cecil isn't good enough for you?" Juliana laughed.
"His name is not funny, Juliana! He is a good guy and a good boyfriend no matter what his name is!" Adrienne snapped.
"Yeah, except he's totally in love with Beatrice Banks," Tap reported.
"I know. Our relationship is a sham, but I still do like Cecil…."
Juliana and Alice burst out laughing yelping, "Cecil," through their tears. Adrienne rolled her eyes again and dragged Giorgio to the wreck room.
"She broke up with Cecil," Tap said after she had gone.
"Heh, Cecil…. Wait, what?" Juliana looked to Tap with concern.
"She broke up with him. I heard her on the phone last night."
"Whose phone?"
"Um… I think it was hers."
"Wait one minute, Adrienne and Cecil," she snorted and went on, "have been dating for a while. Nothing was wrong in their relationship. She didn't even care that he is in love with Beatrice Banks. He was her perfect guy! How could she not only break up with him, but not tell us?"
"Maybe she has moved on, and she is afraid of what we will say," Trixie offered.
"Maybe it is none of our business," Alice shrugged.
"She would never break up with him! What is with this?" Juliana threw up her hands in frustration.
"Well, I have seen Squid checking her out," Greg said, obviously in thought.
"Adrienne is too good for Squid."
"What are you? A clichéd character in a movie? No one is too good for anyone," Alice said, rolling her eyes.
Juliana frowned as the group walked into the wreck room and saw Adrienne and Giorgio already going at it. They had to admit; Giorgio was relatively good at pretending he was interested. The D-tent boys played a game of pool in the corner. Squid sharpened his pool stick with a look of dislike for Giorgio all over his face. Tap instantly got down on her hands and knees feeling the floor, not paying attention to the livid Squid or Adrienne and Giorgio making out. Alice sat down in the corner, reading over her rap to herself, which left Trixie, Greg and Juliana to the D-tent boys in the corner.
"I don't want to hit on Caveman," Greg whispered to Trixie.
"Yeah, well, I can't think of anything fucking stupid to say either," Trixie answered.
"Hi, Magnet! How are you?" Juliana said a little too loud as the group walked up with Trixie and Greg still whispering to each other.
"Uh… fine," Magnet said slightly, moving in between Squid and X-Ray.
"Hey, Jock Strap, Rosie and…" X-Ray eyed Juliana, trying to remember her name, "you."
"Ha! Julia does not have a name yet! Let's name her Pepperoni because I love pepperonis!" Trixie clapped like a second grader as Juliana rolled her eyes.
"Let's not," Juliana frowned.
"I just can't place a name for you," X-Ray leaned against the pool table. "I can't think of anything that fits."
"How about 'Burrito?'" Greg shrugged, losing interest fast.
"That is degrading, Greg!" Juliana pushed him.
"It's Rosie, actually," Greg smirked.
Juliana lifted her fist to punch him, but Trixie moved in between them to cool the fight.
"Oh, but Juliana, you love burritos," Greg gave Juliana a slight smirk.
"I swear to god, Rosie, I will hurt you!" Juliana threatened.
"What will you do? Fall on me?"
"You know, actually, I don't hit girls."
Greg instantly became pink with rage, "Oh, that's right! You're a transvestite! You can't hit girls because you are both girl and boy!"
"Yeah, well, you can't hit anyone either not because of social limits, but because of your weak body strength!"
"I'm not weak!"
"You totally are! You can't even lift up a tray of cookies without faltering a little bit!"
Juliana held back a smile, remembering a time when the group had made cookies and Greg offered to take them out of the oven because of his 'manly strength.' The problem was, he didn't put on any gloves and burned himself. He had dropped the cookie sheet immediately, and Trixie, not knowing that he had simply burned himself, said, "Holy hell, Greg. You are a woos and a fucking half! You can't even hold up a tray of cookies without dropping it!"
Greg hid his smile and retorted, "Go back over the border where you belong!"
Juliana opened her mouth in faux surprise, "Hey, buddy, I was born here! Just because I have Mexican heritage does not mean that…"
Suddenly Magnet had Greg by the throat and hissed, "Take that back, Rosie."
Tap popped up in between Zig-Zag and Caveman, giving them a fright, and watched with her mouth open. Trixie crossed her arms over her chest as Greg looked at her for help on what to do. She shrugged and mouthed, "Give up."
Greg closed his eyes and let out a girlish squeal, "Please! Don't hurt me! You'll mess up my manicure!"
Juliana shook her head, slightly laughing. She knew that Greg didn't mean what he had said because he said that sometimes to get a rise out of her. Greg never cared much for racists, and wasn't racist himself, but found it funny to act like one sometimes during stupid arguments. Unfortunately, Magnet did not know that.
"For the love of Barbie, put the boy down! A manicure is a sacred thing!" Trixie yelped.
Juliana tried to spit to act like one of the boys, but it didn't work too well, so she acted like she hadn't at all, "Whatever. I've never gotten a manicure in my life, and I am great. Can I join in this pool game?"
Magnet put Greg down with a frown, "Do you know how to play?"
"Does Juliana know how to play? Come on! She was the champ at home!" Tap smiled, though the smile faded quickly when she got glares from her counterparts. "I mean, don't mind me. Just talking crazy. My mind is a little loony because of those drugs. Should get back to doing what I was doing, yep."
Tap got down on the ground again and disappeared. No one spoke for a moment. Suddenly, a cell phone rang, and Giorgio instantly unlinked his lips with Adrienne's.
"Hello? Glenn, baby! How are you? Did you really? I'm so excited for you! Really I am!" Giorgio giggled into his phone.
"Is that mine?" Adrienne asked him, shoving his shoulder.
He didn't respond.
"That's my phone, Giorgio! Why is Glenn calling my phone?"
"Mine died," Giorgio said quietly and then went back to his conversation.
"His name is Playa,' fo sho,'" Alice said as she walked up.
X-Ray eyed her slightly, "Right. I guess that sounds good."
"I know," Alice grinned.
Zig-Zag followed Tap around slowly, leaving the group. She went around the whole wreck room, searching for cameras, and found none on the ground. She stood up, wiping her hands, and then noticed Zig-Zag with a start.
"Oh, hello," she said with a slight smile. "I was just crawling on the floor."
"I saw that," he answered.
"Yep. I crawl to fight the man."
"Be careful, you might find one of the cameras, and the Warden will send you to Russia."
Tap instantly thought that Zig-Zag "knew" as well and said incredibly loudly, "I was not looking for cameras! Why would you say such a thing! I don't think this whole place is rigged!"
"But the whole place is rigged."
"THERE ARE NO CAMERAS HERE WHATSOEVER!" Tap said loudly and brought Zig-Zag close to her, whispering harshly, "Shut up, you'll blow my cover!"
He whispered back, "What cover?"
"Wait, are we talking about the same thing?" she asked.
"I have no idea," he answered.
"I just blew my cover, didn't I?"
"I think so."
"Don't tell anyone, okay?"
"I won't."
"Good."
"Good."
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING, JULIANA?" Alice yelped as Juliana lit her pool stick on fire.
"I don't know," Juliana shrugged, watching the stick burn.
Tap stomped her foot, "I was supposed to do that!"
Zig-Zag laughed, and the two walked over to the chaos.
"You WHAT?" Alice yelped at Tap in the tent.
"I kind of blew my cover, but he won't tell anyone!" Tap smiled.
MEANWHILE IN D-TENT…"Everyone in C-Tent is a spy," Zig-Zag announced.
"Excuse me?" Caveman turned from his cot.
"Yeah, what are you talking about, Zig-Zag?" Armpit asked.
"They are spies," Zig-Zag repeated.
Everyone except Zero, Zig-Zag and X-Ray laughed.
"Spies, ay? Why are they here?" X-Ray asked.
Zig-Zag shrugged and laid down on his cot, no longer caring for the conversation. Squid eyed X-Ray's look of thought.
"What's up, X?" Squid queried.
"Let's go to C-Tent for a chat, boys," X-Ray said as he walked out of the tent.
Oy, so that was the chapter. Took me forever to write. Thank you to Nosilla, Eartheart, Celtic Cross and BrokenAngel1753. I may take your suggestion, Nosilla on how to further my story, as you may see, but I need a vote, seriously. Who thinks the boys should be in on it? Who opposes? I don't really know where to go from here, but I will write something kick ass for sure. Right? Right.
